A Baby view of abortion
I came as tomorrow
Swaddled in innocence
To your warm womb
Mother……
Without your choice
Or mine
Destined to up date
With time
Our human tree
But before love
Grew into flesh and words
What is unfinished creation-
A precipitation of blood
Became my transcendence.
Search from various English teachers...
Corrections · 2
0
Hello Tom! i've memorized the poem and wrote it here.
0
WOW!!! Did you write this or copy it somewhere? This is really captivating, to say the least.
Want to progress faster?
Join this learning community and try out free exercises!
Don’t miss out on the opportunity to learn a language from the comfort of your own home. Browse our selection of experienced language tutors and enroll in your first lesson now!
Start Learning Today
